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Lovely: he hands a helmet, she slips away with him into the night - The rest of us - we talk about concerts and what makes relationships last: I wouldn't know that though - my head is still wrapped around my last one, although, I think it goes a little something like this: _I will hand you my helmet and you will hope this doesn't crash._
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May 29, 2024
May 29, 2024 at 3:11 PM UTC
For that time my friend rode away on a bike during a party
Lovely: he hands a helmet, she slips away with him into the night - The rest of us - we talk about concerts and what makes relationships last: I wouldn't know that though - my head is still wrapped around my last one, although, I think it goes a little something like this: _I will hand you my helmet and you will hope this doesn't crash._
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May 29, 2024
May 29, 2024 at 3:11 PM UTC
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